After my ascension failed, I became a joke to the whole sect.
They laughed at me for being stupid for hanging on to a broken tree for five hundred years because of a rumor.
They also laughed at me for being stupid, taking in a group of helpless orphan girls and teaching them swordsmanship.
But when the sycamore trees wither, the bright sun no longer shines,
Hundreds of years of accumulation were destroyed under the bombardment of thunder.
My whole body tingled, and the fabric of my clothes burst into flames.
Immediately afterwards, the fairy music from heaven sounded on the top of the clouds.
It dawned on me, and I turned around to look at the group of girls behind me who had swords in their hands and eyes full of worry.
"Tell the Emperor of Heaven that I am not going to this Heavenly Court!"
"My girls haven't finished practicing the sword formation yet."
She wanted to do nothing but was forced to continue cultivating the senior sister
"What good is it to become an immortal? Why not watch my girls open the gate of heaven with one sword."
Purpose: Write some stories about women